"He didn't mean it. You kid is talking nonsense." The monkey rushed out to play the roundhouse, while persuading Zhou Mei to pretend to scold Zhao Bin, but his eyes kept on making Zhao Bin wear soft.

"Zhou Mei, you know, Hua Zi is dead. Am I wrong? Everybody's involved now because of your revenge. I admit I'm because of money, but it doesn't mean I'm a dog. I can't express my opinion yet?

Zhao Bin Teng rose and looked at Zhou Mei with no concession in his eyes. At this moment, he vented his accumulated resentment.

If at first he knew that there would be so many things, if...